Since the beginning of this
I'm not gonna say anything at all
What's fun if you can't complain
When every time I look at you, you're drawing

Anger at 3 AM
Don't think about it, just do it
I'm so worried about what I'm gonna say

I don't like to look at them
It's easier not to understand
What's fun if you can't complain
When every time I look at you, you're drawing